The Eye of All-Seeing pierced through the skin and layers of fascia, reaching the adductor muscles, ligaments, tendons, nerves, and blood vessels—all wrapped in fat and intertwined.
With a slight flick of his wrist, Chen Yu's gaze locked onto the incision site. The sharp tip of the knife, like a scalpel, cut into the area of adhesion, releasing the muscle fascia.
"Don't move," Chen Yu chided softly.
Gerrard's body stiffened. He was anesthetized, so he didn't feel any pain. But the injury was in *that* area. With Chen Yu leaning over to perform the treatment and several people watching, an intense sense of shame made him wish he could find a hole to crawl into.
To make matters worse, the female nurse next to him was staring at his crucial area with a scrutinizing gaze, the corners of her mouth turned up in a half-smile.
'What in the world are you smiling at!'
Gerrard roared inwardly.
